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MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

Words and Photos from Dan Oliver

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

It started with one of those nights where the forest sounds like an ocean, the winds gusting with such force that you’re stuck awake, fighting to recall how well you checked for dead limbs above you before setting up camp. I laid awake under my tarp but it was jet lag that had me up, not the lingering thought of death by blow downs.

Yesterday I was in New York, tonight I was on Corsica – A French island off the coast of Italy in the Mediterranean Sea. It’s a popular summer destination for European tourist looking for pristine white sand beaches and beautiful weather but for those who seek adventure, it’s also home to a 110-mile thru-hike with some serious elevation gains (roughly 41,000’).

Hiker midnight had long past and so did actual midnight by this point and I was coming to terms with the possibility of not sleeping as I heard a noise over the blowing of the leaves. I popped my head out from under my tarp – BAM! A white Quechua 2-person tent that had gone unused at the refuge campground came tumbling down the hill and crashed into me knocking out tarp stakes and taking some gear with it before finishing its run of destruction in the bush next to me.
Unscathed to any actual harm, I had a good laugh and collected my belongings before continuing to lay awake. First light was here anyways.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

With an early morning start, I never imagined 7 miles could take up an entire day of hiking but that’s the kind of trail the GR20 is. Constant ascents and descents along the rocky spine of the Corsican Mountain Range will have you lifting and lowering yourself through rocky obstacles. After that section I was ready to take full advantage of the refuge amenities and now even had some friends that I met on trail to enjoy the first post-hike happy hour with.

Our group spanned 5 countries which included myself from the US, Sheena a solo hiker from Canada, a group of Brits, two brothers from Germany, and a couple guys from Italy only hiking the northern half.

All of us instantly hit it off and I ended up talking with the older German brother for a while after finding out he hiked the PCT last year and that I had done the AT and knew many current PCT hikers. His name was Craftsman because he makes his own gear so sharing thru-hike stories and gear knowledge was a blast that night.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

I wish I could say I woke up that next day refreshed but jet lag was still fighting with me and it was another tough night, luckily it included some sleep and no destructive tents. The climb out of the refuge was 4,500 feet up to the high-point of Corsica – Monte Cinto. An absolute view of a peak that gave 360-degree views of the Mediterranean Sea. You could see every spine that we had hiked…and every spine we had ahead.

As we headed down from the summit and onto the refuge the wind started to pick up heavily. I wasted no time spotting out a campsite atop the hill blocked by a rock slab to avoid any ‘objects’ that might come crashing through my setup in the middle of the night.

Although it was windy, the sky was completely clear and I took the opportunity to skip the tarp and cowboy camp under the stars. I think it was the right call.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

One of the countless highlights of the trail were the resupply options at all the refuges. Not only did that mean you only have to carry a day of food with you at any given time, but you could feast on breads, cheeses, and meats that are fresh and local to the island.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

Coming out of Castel de Vergio I grabbed a round of sheep’s cheese to eat for lunch in a few hours at Lac de Nino. It’s a beautiful alpine lake with some grassy flowed lands so after flying the drone around a bit I posted up with Sheena to enjoy our local spread. By the time we reached the refuge early that afternoon I was in rough shape with my stomach bloated and the sweats.

Sprawled out on a picnic table I concentrated on not dying and when it was time, that cheese came out of me just as fast as I had put it down. Still feeling off, I tossed the tarp up and the pad down and dozed off clenching my stomach. Then with no warning at all and not even enough time to sit up, the rest of that cheese was coming up and I lunged my body out from under my tarp and threw up in the bush next to me.

Never in my life have I been so happy to have not been in a tent. There was no way, a tent, with a zipper door, would have made it open in the time I had.

Feeling okay enough to enjoy others company, I met up with some of the crew on the patio. Most of the refuges only have access by helicopter and we could see workers getting supplies ready for an evening pick up. This would be so cool; the helicopter is going to be right above us! We all thought.

We had so much excitement as the helicopter roared through the valley with a huge group all coming out to the patio to check it out as it hovered above and took off with cement bags and tools.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

Well, there was a lot of supplies and tools, so that wasn’t the only trip. That excitement wasn’t at quite the same level the next time the helicopter came back. It definitely wasn’t as exciting when Sheena came back from our tents with the news that the helicopter had blown out the stakes of my tarp.

The excitement was now TERROR when I headed over to check out the tarp as the helicopter came screaming back overhead to see my tarp now uprooted and getting blown down into the stream gully!

As I’m running after my tarp, I see Sheena’s tent getting pummeled by the hurricane force winds blowing down from the helicopter above. When we regrouped it was defeat and anger on our faces. My entire camp, sleeping bag and pad were covered in an inch of dust and her tent had a tent pole snap. This was no cheap tent either, an MSR Hubba Hubba, the same tent that I’ve spent nights riding out wicked storms in.

Miraculously she had a pole splint and was able to keep the tent up but the refuge guardians felt bad for us and said we were free to use any unreserved Quechua tents at the refuges for the rest of our trip if we needed, free of charge.
The sunset gave us conflicting emotions, it was simply, fire.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

Still unsettled from the night before, we needed a turn of luck and our hopes were high. We had a great mountain pass coming up that was one of the last in the northern section. Additionally, our refuge for night would be Refuge de L’Onda which when hitchhiking to the trailhead, another hiker tipped me off about them having this trail famous goat cheese lasagna for dinner and said it was to not be missed.

The pass, Bocca alle Porte was absolutely incredible and looked down on two alpine lakes, Lac de Capitello and Lac de Melo. The ridge created this amphitheater around the lakes which we hiked along and included sections of scrambles and chains.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

After hiking over the next pass, we arrived at Refuge de Petra Piana just before noon, and were those French fries that we smelt?

This refuge had a patio with music playing, cheerful guardians non-stop frying potatoes and dishing out soft serve ice cream on the side of a mountain with a view that stretched out as far as we saw from the summit of Monte Cinto. We were back! Forget the past, we have French fries and ice cream in the present and lasagna in the future.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

The rest of the day felt like a breeze as we caroused across the ridge with happy bellies passing by free roaming livestock and a herd of goats a hundred large. When that same herd followed us down into camp, it explained why the lasagna would be made with a goat cheese ricotta.

The word on the lasagna had gotten out and this dinner had over sixty people ready to feast. We had typically done beer or small wine carafes our previous nights but we were finally ready to take on the jugs.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

The refuges served red and white wine in three sizes, glass, half liter carafe, and full liter carafe with the prices typically, 3, 5, and 10 euros respectively. So to put it simply, you can get more than a full bottle of wine, for 10 euros, in the middle of nowhere and it’s Europe so it’s some very drinkable stuff.

That liter became known as a ‘mega pint’ the rest of the trip based on the recent pop culture trial of Johnny Depp and Amber Heard and the ensuing memes of Depp enjoying a mega pint which he calls a large glass of wine.

Dinner was served with a course of charcuterie, then salad, followed by The Lasagna, a cheese course and to end a chocolate mousse. We felt like the furthest thing from hiker trash.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

The next day we would reach the halfway point and officially enter the southern portion of the trail. Vizzavona is the largest town on trail which separates the two halves. The terms largest and town are both relative here. The town consists of a refuge, a hotel, a restaurant, and a train station but hey, we’d take anywhere that could dish out a couple celebratory cold ones for making it through what is known as the harder half.

What we thought by people saying the south was the easier half was more along the lines of ‘the south is flat’. It’s exactly how hiker rumors start like hearing the AT gets easier in Virginia – same rumor of Virginia being flat. The south had some very lovely flat forest and meadow sections which the north had none of, but in terms of elevation, it still had plenty.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

Our group had started picking up the miles because to skip a refuge you’d now be up to about 17-20 miles of hiking for the day. With that it turned out that one of our hardest days was our first full day in the south when we didn’t show up to camp until around 7. Sure, we took an extended lunch soiree at a refuge that looked out to the sea but nonetheless, it was a full day of hiking.

Sheena and I hadn’t taken up the refuge guardians about the free Quechua tents yet so we decided instead of setting ours up, we’d see if they’d hook us up with some free unreserved tents for the night.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

Bingo – we were in luck and after tossing our bags into two pop-up tents on a platform we were on the patio waiting on our friends to arrive.

We lucked out with those Quechua tents because that night Craftsman, who was sharing a pyramid tarp with his brother had pieces of gear picked off by a fox during the night! They ended up tracking the fox back to its den and retrieved their gear and found other people’s stoves, utensils, stuff sacks, and other accessories that had been taken.

I’m sure I’d have been on that thieving foxes hit list in my tarp.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

There was now less than 30 miles of trail to hike and it would be only a couple days until we found ourselves joining the vacationer crowd soaking up the sun on the beach. Those miles felt like a blur as we enjoyed the last refuge dinner and went over the last mountain pass which again, surprised us that the south had such intense sections of rock scrambles and chains.

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

The last several miles were some of the prettiest as we hiked through the afternoon sun and stretches of forest descending down towards the coast. We popped out of the woods and onto the streets of a town called Conca. It was quiet and peaceful. We picked citrus fruit right off the trees as we made our way to the town center together.

It may have only been a 110-mile thru-hike but we celebrated that night like we had just triple crowned, with mega pints and all!

MEGA PINTS AND MEGA VERT ON THE GR20 IN CORSICA

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